I can?t go to work with these things hanging offmy chest." Why not, every other woman does? You will otherwise have to go to theshopping centre and b...y some solvent remover," Mum told him."Can?t you go and get me some?" I?m not the one who wants to remove them." Mum smiled wickedly."For God?s sake, I?m serious. I need to get these off my chest." Dadwas near panic and didn?t realise why Mum and I both giggled."Look," Mum said standing, "get dressed and go buy the solvent remover.Come on,. He quickly pulled up the covers. "This is no time be shy, Ben." It was his mother whispering as she sat on the edge of his bed."Son, you had a terrible night! I heard you groaning and moaning and tossing in your bed most of the night. I got up to check on you and you had the covers down and periodically you were playing with yourself. I spent the last half of the night sleeping in your chair over in the corner in case you were getting sick and needed some help. What I have discovered is that. It must have been oh so very painful for her as she began screaming like a banshee and her hands contracted round the tools of Harry and I, instinctively and automatically squeezing and causing us much excitement if a little discomfort. “Harry why don’t you fuck her like this, she will be tight as a mouse`s ear and it will make her less receptive so you might get a long ride!” He laughed then disengaged her hand, dropped his trousers and pants unveiling a rampant thick 9” cock with grey wiry. "All right," she said. "Give me twenty minutes to change and I'll be waiting downstairs." Um, it's at three, Bernie ... that gives us; let's see ... two hours before our court time is set."Bernie made a face, wanting to kick herself for making yet another dumb mistake. But Eddie didn't appear to think anything of her ill-timed remark."So, when do you want to pick me up?" An hour and a half?" Sounds good. I should tell you, I'm a lousy tennis player." I'm no world class player either," he.